Missing Fly-boy

You fly off to far regions to explore and experience. Then you come back to me to tell me all your adventures and the stories, and I looked at you with awe as I think of how far you had gone when once you just stayed on the ground with me. Remember how much we love to tell stories to each other, that even if I lay here firmly planted, we know we both will fly together someday. I still have those dreams with me, and I carry them with care.

Now you flew off again and found love at another place. And I admit it hurts watching you fly with another. It must feel different flying with someone else and not with me. I wonder if you ever noticed that. I envy you both as I watch you both soar to the sky, while I silently cry on the ground.

Maybe I'm not meant to sprout wings like yours. Maybe I'm just really made to stay here and wait and long for someone who would also be in the same position as I am; feet firmly planted on the ground, sharing the life on this earth. I hope you would take time to look back, check up on me on the ground. I just want you to know that I still dream that someday, I might get those wings and you'll be there to reach out for me... and we can finally share that dream of flying together... But for now, I will be patient and continue to hope for that dream to come true.